Chapter 1348: Delicious

Fritillaria led everyone to bring back the fish they had collected, along with various water Grass, and by this time they were already very, very far from where they had come from; they had been collecting the whole time, then piling it all together, without paying any attention.

Now they were slowly and leisurely starting to walk back, still talking and laughing, but gradually, they discovered something was wrong, because they were clearly moving away from the sea, so why was there more and more water under their feet?

When they turned their heads to look again, they discovered that, without knowing when, the seawater had risen again and was already very close to them.

"Leader! Leader! The water is coming again, the water is coming again! What is going on! Is it that Kuafu finished drinking and started peeing?"

Fritillaria was furious: "What nonsense are you talking! I already said, Kuafu are just people, only a bit taller, and they are also in Dayeze; wait for a while, I will let you see them too. The Tribal Chief has already talked with them quite a bit, and very soon the Kuafu tribe will be part of our Jiuli."

Although the Leader told them a piece of good news, it still could not cover up the fear of these Soldiers: "But, but why is this water increasing again! Leader, run!"

Fritillaria saw that the speed of the rising water was almost faster than their walking speed, so he also hurriedly said: "Enough, don't go pick up those things anymore, hold onto what is in your hands, run quickly, run quickly!"

The Leader had spoken, so everyone stopped dragging their feet, clutched the various things they were holding even tighter, and then increased their speed to run; as they ran, if fish or shrimp jumped away, they did not dare to turn back to pick them up, running as fast as they could.

The things they had collected and piled up, intending to come back for later, now had to be abandoned; saving their lives was more important. Fortunately, the resources here were plentiful enough; as long as they were willing to spend the time, they would definitely be able to pick them up again, so they did not feel too much heartache.

They ran without stopping all the way until they reached a relatively dry place, and only then did they dare to turn back to look; by this time, the water level had already risen a lot more.

Seeing that everyone was panting, Fritillaria hurriedly told everyone to return to the camp to rest. Someone was worried: "Leader, will the water really not flood that place too, and drown us at night?"

At this moment, Fritillaria was finally able to start thinking. He recalled the day's experiences and the various sights in this place; it seemed as if everything was saying that the water level would indeed change constantly like this, it was just that the magnitude was a bit large, which looked very strange.

"No, I think there must be a reason for the rising and falling of this seawater. You have also noticed, right? Some things that should be in the water are on the shore, yet they can live.

And the fish, why would they be trapped on the shore, trapped in those stone troughs? It definitely wasn't them jumping in themselves. I think it should be like this: this place will be submerged by water, but after a certain amount of time, the water will recede again."

Fritillaria pointed his hand at the surrounding scenery: "You look at these pieces of wood, they are all dry, so the water shouldn't reach here. But these pieces of wood and branches shouldn't be from here; look at the trunks of the trees here, they are all different, so these are not trees that fell here. We haven't seen any dead trees in this vicinity either, so I think these pieces of wood were washed here by the sea.

And the seawater can only reach this far at most. You look, the trees stop there and won't grow any further forward; this place is bare and has no trees, so these areas will be submerged by water and are places where water Grass grows.

We will settle down there, and at night we will arrange for people to keep watch, staring at it; if we discover the water rising, it won't be too late for us to run then."

Because what Fritillaria said was very reasonable, everyone could only believe him. Taking advantage of the fact that it was still light, they hurriedly went over to the camp to set up their Tents, and also to continue lighting the fire.

Then, those who were killing fish killed fish, and those who were starting to make Smoked Fish made Smoked Fish. They did not have much water left; it was enough for today, but tomorrow they would have to send people back to get more.

This time, Fritillaria felt he had learned to be smart; he washed all those clam shells clean with seawater before bringing them back.

Moreover, he did not pick them from the sand, but took them from the rocks. There were some bigger than his own hand, with white meat that looked like there was a lot of it, and it should be easier to eat, so he took a few more.

Now the fire was lit, and he put those clam shells on it; not long after, they started bubbling, looking a bit tempting, and the fragrance also came out.

The others watched with greedy eyes but did not dare to eat; Fritillaria had to go first. Fritillaria closed his eyes and poured it directly into his mouth. Although it was so hot he didn't dare to swallow and was grimacing, the taste made his eyes light up—it was actually this delicious!

So he signaled for everyone to start roasting and have a taste; the taste was very good.

Afterwards, he roasted all the other things, preparing to taste them all: the extra-large crabs, the extra-large shrimp, and even fish he had never seen before; he even roasted one of those things that would wiggle-wiggle and was very disgusting.

Fritillaria was bold; he felt that as long as it was a living thing, it could be eaten. Don't look at how strange it grew—it was still alive when he chopped it with a Knife, but he didn't believe it could still be alive after being roasted on the fire. He would roast it until cooked and try putting it in his mouth.

The fragrance of various seafood drifted about, and everyone was also so greedy they couldn't stand it. Whenever they felt something was cooked, they would scoop it up and eat it directly. Everything was delicious, except the crabs, which were not popular with everyone because they had to be smashed open with stones to be eaten, and there wasn't much meat inside; it wasn't good at all, and they wouldn't eat them in the future.

Finally, everyone was holding something in their hands, blankly watching Fritillaria pick up that strangest thing. Fritillaria himself had no confidence, but he had already reached this point and had no choice, so he took a bite directly on the round part. To his surprise, the taste was actually quite good.

It was a texture he had never experienced before, combined with a peculiar taste. He didn't know if the yellow and black things inside could be eaten, but he tested it with his tongue and there was no strange taste, and after a while his tongue didn't go numb, so he ate it boldly.

Others asked Fritillaria how it tasted, and Fritillaria gave his affirmation directly. Now, for all these things here, every one of them felt the taste was extremely good. The main thing was that they felt the quantity was too much; they couldn't finish it at all. They could actually rely on eating meat to fill themselves up—it was truly unimaginable.

Fritillaria also sighed with emotion that they might have truly found a place that could change the fate of the Jiuli.